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Let the snow fall down, half a foot
let the rain fall down, half an inch
freeze, five hours
serve with slippery roads
and unbecoming falls from grace.
I know he’s worried
about impending ice
I’m worried
about the inevitability of it
all
the end
and all the rest
I’m trying to catch the plane
train
to see her
before she goes
and the weather closes in
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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